Tiny Genius Alert! Mom & Dad Better Make Peace-Chapter 321 - 310: How Could I Bear to Truly Be Angry With You
Watching him anxiously await her answer, Jin Jumo suddenly laughed, raised her delicate eyebrows, and said, "I said, I won’t break up with you. Unless..."
"Unless what?" Rong Mochen stared at her fiercely, as if he would tear her apart if she uttered a reason for breaking up with him.
Jin Jumo couldn’t help but press her lips together and look at him, "Unless you propose to break up with me first."
"Impossible!" Rong Mochen replied immediately.
He answered so quickly that it made Jin Jumo blush at the tips of her ears, glancing at him from the corner of her eye, and mumbling, "A lifetime is so long, who knows what might happen in the future, don’t be so sure of yourself!"
Rong Mochen pressed his lips tightly together, staring seriously at Jin Jumo, as if telling her that he was absolutely not joking!
Jin Jumo’s heart trembled, unable to resist reaching out to wrap her arms around his neck, but her voice was somewhat downcast, "In your family, except for you and your elder brother, no one is willing to accept me. If I became pregnant now, I would worry..."
Jin Jumo stopped there, not continuing.
But she knew, he surely understood her concerns.
There were still too many uncertain factors around them, too many people obstructing their desire to be together!
Moreover, she hadn’t found the real culprit who killed her grandfather yet!
If she got pregnant, Rong Mochen would certainly not agree to the child being born without a proper status.
Then they would inevitably face preparations for marriage.
Not to mention that she wasn’t mentally prepared, even if Fu Mulan still hadn’t been found, she couldn’t bring herself to marry Rong Mochen with peace of mind.
For various reasons, she couldn’t afford to become pregnant at this moment!
Rong Mochen’s dark eyes flashed with shadows as he gently stroked Jin Jumo’s face with his broad hand, "I promise, what you’re worried about will not happen."
Jin Jumo’s eyelashes fluttered lightly, and she nodded, "I believe you."
Rong Mochen gently pulled Jin Jumo into his embrace, his voice deep, "No one can keep us apart!"
Jin Jumo reached out to hug his strong waist tentatively before finally telling Rong Mochen about Xixi and Hanhan running into Rong Zhengfeng at the tea restaurant.
Rong Mochen was slightly silent after listening, looking down at Jin Jumo, "Did Grandpa see you?"
Jin Jumo lightly bit her lip and shook her head.
"That’s good," Rong Mochen said.
Jin Jumo was taken aback, "What?"
Rong Mochen lightly curled his lips, his dark eyes gleaming with acute light, "I’ve only just learned I have children. How can I let him find out so soon?"
"... Are they biological?"
Jin Jumo twitched her eye corners, unable to resist saying, "Grandpa Rong is getting old. Isn’t it unfair to keep him in the dark like this...?"
Rong Mochen’s eyes flickered slightly as he looked at Jin Jumo, "So if Xixi and Hanhan were to acknowledge Grandpa now, would you agree?"
Jin Jumo paused before saying, "Why wouldn’t I agree? Grandpa Rong will find out sooner or later anyway."
Rong Mochen looked at Jin Jumo, knowing she was telling the truth, but there must be some hesitation in her heart.
After all, four years ago, if it hadn’t been for Rong Zhengfeng’s tacit approval, Fang Jingyi wouldn’t have dared to openly drive her away from Jinming Port City. She was, after all, a pregnant woman over six months along!
After Jin Jiancheng was murdered, although Jin Jumo knew the killer, she was powerless, and no one was around to help her. It was as if she had been abandoned by the world, isolated and helpless!
For Jin Jumo to forget the piercing pain and helplessness of that time, it would be impossible to completely let it go in such a short time!
That is the main reason why Rong Mochen has been reluctant to let Rong Zhengfeng know about Xixi and Hanhan’s existence.
Everyone in this world must bear the consequences of their choices and past actions. He is no exception, and neither is Rong Zhengfeng!
Rong Mochen said nothing further, lifting Jin Jumo horizontally and walking back toward the large bed again.
Jin Jumo was placed on the soft bed, her bright eyes looking at Rong Mochen.
Rong Mochen’s dark eyes passed over with indulgence, leaning down to kiss her eyes, "Sleep."
"..." Jin Jumo furrowed her brows, "You..." She had explained everything, how could he...
Rong Mochen chuckled softly, "Did you think I went to handle paperwork because I was upset with you?"
Wasn’t he?
Jin Jumo pressed her lips and looked at him with curiosity, "So, you really have work to do?"
"Do you actually think managing the Rong Family is easy?" Rong Mochen tweaked Jin Jumo’s nose, speaking in a low voice.
Jin Jumo’s face reddened, her peach blossom eyes naturally darting around, her forehead emblazoned with a big, capital "Awkward."
Rong Mochen laughed softly, leaning down to kiss Jin Jumo’s lips, his voice hoarse, "Silly girl, how could I really get mad at you?"
It was as if someone had suddenly set off fireworks in her mind, lighting up her entire world.
Jin Jumo’s peach blossom eyes melted with a warm smile, reaching up to hook Rong Mochen’s neck, opening her lips, and inviting him in.
Rong Mochen walked into the study, his expression no longer soft as it was with Jin Jumo, his face filled with harsh intent.
Picking up the phone on the desk, Rong Mochen dialed Gu Yan’s number, "How is it?"
"Boss Rong, you guessed right. The reason there hasn’t been any news about Fu Mulan in recent years is not just because she changed her name. To avoid our investigation and tracking, she even went so far as to change her appearance!" Gu Yan’s sinister voice came through the phone.
Rong Mochen curled his lips grimly, "Have you confirmed it?"
"There’s no mistake!" Gu Yan replied firmly.
Rong Mochen narrowed his eyes, his voice icy, like a soul-stealing demon, "Do you know what to do?"
"I’ve already told Lei the Second to go capture her." Gu Yan’s tone carried a hint of bloodthirsty excitement.
"This time, she must not escape!" Rong Mochen said heavily.
"Boss Rong, have you ever seen anyone escape from under Lei the Second’s watch?" Gu Yan chuckled darkly.
Rong Mochen raised an eyebrow.
Rong Mochen sat in the study until two o’clock when Lei Yicheng’s call came, only to inform him that they found nothing when they went to capture her, and they still hadn’t found her.
Moreover, his men had searched all over Z City but still hadn’t found her.
Upon hearing this, other than his dark eyes growing colder, Rong Mochen’s expression was unexpectedly calm. He simply said, "Got it," and hung up the phone.
Sitting in the executive chair for a few more minutes, Rong Mochen got up and left the study.
Returning to the master bedroom, Jin Jumo was already asleep, but a lamp at the bedside was still on, as if it was lit for him.
Rong Mochen paused for a moment, then strode over.
With his arms propped on either side of her body, his dark eyes looked at her with unusual softness, and his voice was extraordinarily gentle, "Did I wake you?"
Jin Jumo shook her head, pulled her hands out from under the blanket, and wrapped them around his shoulders. When she noticed him slightly retreating, she immediately said, "It’s almost June now, it’s not cold."
Only then did Rong Mochen stop retreating, hesitating for a moment before reaching out to embrace her.
"I was supposed to wait for you, but I fell asleep while waiting," Jin Jumo murmured in a sleepy voice.
Rong Mochen frowned slightly and lay down beside her.
Jin Jumo scooted to the side, lifted the blanket, and covered him with it, her face resting against his firm arm.
Rong Mochen glanced at her, then reached up to turn off the bedside lamp.
The room instantly darkened, with only a sliver of clear moonlight filtering through the curtain, softening the room’s harshness.
Jin Jumo’s soft breathing sprinkled like feathers on Rong Mochen’s bare chest, making him feel as if his heart was being constantly scratched by a kitten’s paws.
It was clear how deadly Jin Jumo’s action was for a man already restless!
"Don’t want to sleep?"
Seizing the night, Jin Jumo licked her lips, her cheeks a boiling red. After Rong Mochen spoke, she suddenly arched up and kissed his lips.
At this point, if Rong Mochen didn’t make any moves, he wouldn’t be a man.
Rong Mochen immediately kissed her back fiercely.
Jin Jumo’s eyelashes trembled wildly, letting out a low whimper, then wrapped her arms tightly around his neck.
In less than a minute, Jin Jumo was stripped bare.
Their commotion lasted until morning.
Looking at the frail little woman beside him, Rong Mochen felt not the fatigue of battling all night but rather energetic and in good spirits.
Satisfied, he kissed the pale white back of Jin Jumo exposed from the blanket. He wasn’t planning to rest any longer and got up to go to the bathroom.
Jin Jumo’s breathing was shallow; she laboriously lifted her heavy eyelids to glance at him, then closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
Rong Mochen first personally took Xixi and Hanhan to Xinfu. After leaving under the astonished gazes of the kindergarten principal and a group of teachers, he went to the Rong Family.
When Rong Mochen reached the CEO’s office door, he paused, his dark eyes lightly sweeping over Wen Fu, standing respectfully at the door, before stepping into the office where Lei Yicheng and Gu Yan were already waiting, both showing slight traces of fatigue on their faces.
Rong Mochen took off his coat, casually throwing it over the executive chair, then turned back to look at Lei Yicheng and Gu Yan.
Lei Yicheng pinched the bridge of his nose, his voice slightly hoarse, as if he hadn’t slept all night, "Sorry, didn’t catch her."
Rong Mochen’s face was expressionless, and his tone was indifferent, "What would you like to drink?"
"I’m exhausted, a cup of coffee."
Gu Yan placed his legs onto the sofa and said.
Lei Yicheng glanced disdainfully at Gu Yan’s feet near the side.
Gu Yan laughed embarrassedly but didn’t move them away.
Lei Yicheng was speechless but said nothing, turning to Rong Mochen, "I’ll have tea."
Lei Yicheng was always unaccustomed to the taste of coffee. In his words, this fancy Western stuff wasn’t for him!
